Revenge After Death



Joel, on the other hand, was used to Steven's antics at this point.

"Are you two idiots?" He laughed. "Even if Michael's mother was someone from Genome Society, she wouldn't ever reveal her identity, let alone Michael's. Do you think they'll still keep Michael alive if they found out that his mother was involved?"

After the realization dawned on them, Eason and Zion both shot Steven irritated looks. He had fooled everyone yet again, and he managed to rescue Michael with just a few sentences.

The people at the bottom were glaring at him furiously. They wanted to climb up, but it was extremely difficult to do so without a ladder.

"How long do you think you can hide up there? You'll have to come down eventually. Just you wait, I'll make you regret what you did!"

Then, the leader left with the rest of the crowd.

Yasmin was still sobbing. When Michael came up, she rushed to embrace him while crying violently. He promptly pushed her away, causing her to stare at him in mild panic.

Michael drew a deep breath. "We had an agreement, Yasmin. You would tell me what you know, and in return, I'd guarantee your safety.

"Now that you've revealed everything, I'll do my best to keep you safe-just like we agreed on. However, there's nothing else between us."

Her eyes welled up with tears as she shook her head. "Do you really not love me at all, Michael? Was everything really just an act you put on for Stephanie?"

She wasn't willing to give up, but Michael's tone was firm.

He replied, "Yes, I've never loved you. I'll admit that I was interested in you, but that interest stemmed from gratitude. However, that was all a misunderstanding. I thought you were the one who saved me. As it turns out, you lied to me."

Dejected, she slumped onto the floor. She knew that Michael had never loved her.

Una laughed mockingly as she gradually approached Yasmin. "After all that calculation and getting Stephanie killed, you still didn't manage to get what you were after. How pitiful."

Yasmin sat listlessly on the ground like a soulless puppet.

Michael turned around to look at Steven before saying, "Thank you."

I couldn't believe that he had just thanked him.

Steven ignored him. I was aware that he didn't actually want to save him.

"We should think about how to survive from here on out." Zion looked toward the deck and sighed.

"The waves are getting rougher. When the storm hits, we won't be able to spend the night on deck," Eason added nervously.

"At this point, we only have one option. I'll meet with those people as the president of Crowdstar Group," Steven declared.

"No!" I was frantically opposed to it. I was vehemently against it. I clutched his hand, not allowing him to take the risk.

"Are you actually the president?" Jimmy asked with a curious smile.

Steven looked at him. "To be honest, you look more like him than I do. Why don't you go instead? Sacrifice yourself to save everyone else. We'll all remember this heroic act with immense gratitude."

Jimmy wiped the grin off of his face. "Never mind... I'm not a saint."

"Who's the actual president, then? How mysterious." Eason was still curious.

"Based on the current situation, I can only buy all of you time if I go ahead and pose as him." Steven waved his hand at us.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

They wouldn't kill him—at least not before his hand had healed.